"The True Dragon Inheritance is indeed extraordinary. If you had complete True Dragon Blood, I would surely be defeated today."
A glimmer of Divine Light flickered in the pupils, Evil Maitreya, though severely weakened, still retained his eyesight.
After a bout of exchange, he had already seen through Qi Xiu's depths.
"Even without complete Dragon Blood, you, this demon monk, are fated to die today!" Exhibiting a domineering demeanor different from his true self, Qi Xiu snorted coldly, as a myriad of radiant strands emerged on his skin, resembling ink-green scales.
Summoning the protection of Dragon Scales, the palm print imprinted by Buddha's Palm on Qi Xiu's chest was gradually pulled out from his body, transforming into strands of heavy, formidable Buddha Light forced outward.
"Mercy of my Buddha, we'll see if you, the benefactor, have the skill."
